Category Archives: Horror Flash Fiction

This carousel makes you ride forever. It takes you somewhere else. It’s a portal, don’t you see? To a world of infinite games, infinite fun, infinite youth. That’s the sales pitch, anyway. Parents who don’t want their children bring them … Continue reading →

They would come to worship in the depths of night, to these hallowed grounds. The forest marked the edges of humanity and the realm of the divine seemed but a heartbeat away, bleeding into their world through little candle lights. … Continue reading →

Did you hear the story about the journeyman? They say he comes on the coldest of nights, walking only by the light of the moon, from the darkness into a small town, somewhere, in the heartland, always the same. He’s … Continue reading →

This blood I have shed for you. To free you. To stop the pain. He will not hurt you, touch you, make you his, ever again, ever again. My sins overwhelm me constantly but I’m not alone. All of those … Continue reading →

I scream every day in purgatory. No-one hears. I think there are others, standing close to me, but I’m never sure. No-one reaches out, no-one dares touch. We do not understand the potential consequences. No-one explains the rules to us … Continue reading →

Back in the day I felt sorry for battery hens. Didn’t we all? Caged up, cooped up, there only to live then die then feed others. Feed us? Barely able to move, stuck in the seeming eternity of waiting until … Continue reading →

The priestesses haunt my dreams. they always have, even when I was a child. I do not know when I first saw them, when my parents first took me to a ritual, it is too long ago to recall. I … Continue reading →

Mommy disappeared into the portal on Saturday. Daddy said he thought she didn’t mean too, but she did anyway. Mommy often did things she didn’t really mean to, it was one of her things. One of Daddy ‘s things was … Continue reading →

I’ve heard that in ancient times identity counted for something. Drones in the hive sometimes speak of it, the concept of individual thought or action, not aligned to the collective goal. It sounds a quaint concept at times, like an … Continue reading →

Do you believe in magic? My mother did. I think she practised it. She never admitted as such, but I knew about her books. She kept them with candles and incense and other things I didn’t recognise – and probably … Continue reading →

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